The villain of Transmigration is reborn

Chapter 232 Death Game (Part [-])

When Si Kang read these comments, he didn't have any emotional fluctuations.

He felt that if the lunatic really escaped, it would not be a matter of one or two lives.

But Si Kang felt that the boy would not come out again.

He didn't know why, but he was so sure. Maybe it was because when the young man looked at him that day, he had a look of despair, madness and death will.

Si Kang decided to take a look at him.

No reason, it's just that his recent memory seems to be a little messed up.

When I saw Su Yiyang, the boy was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown. He was sitting on a single hospital bed with his legs bent, playing with a white mobile phone.

Because of his special nature, Su Yiyang was detained alone in the deepest part of the top floor of the mental hospital.

Anyone can only communicate outside the door.

Hearing the knock on the door, he raised his eyes, raised his slender and pale eyes slightly: "Sikang?"

The young man seemed to be suffering from some serious illness. His brows and eyes were pale and colorless, his lips were slightly dry and a little peeled, but they were still exposed to the delicate sunlight under the incandescent lamp. He curled his lips and smiled brightly, revealing a small canine tooth: "You come here What are you doing?"

His tone seemed unaffected in any way.

"See what you want to do." Si Kang was puzzled: "Don't you like that girl very much? Why did you kill her?"

When he said this, the young man quickly scanned the small mobile phone in the young man's hand, and there was actually a headphone cable wrapped around it, which was worn on the young man's ear.

When did Crazy Su change his taste and like white?

In addition, he is listening to a song... Could it be possible to listen to the Great Compassion Mantra to influence him?
"I?"

The boy in the blue and white striped hospital gown put down his white mobile phone, tilted his head, his smile remained the same, but his dark and peaceful pupils made Sikang feel weird: "If you think so, it could be me."

Who told me not to kill those people in the first place?

"By the way, I'll give you a reminder," the young man suddenly thought of something funny, and said with a smile, "My baby's original words, but I guess you've forgotten them a long time ago."

"In the game, reminders are very important. Except for Lin Jiu, you have to be careful of anyone who is crazy to survive."

Si Kang only felt that his head hurt even more.

what game?Who is Lin Jiu?
He returned home with doubts, but the boy drooped his eyelashes, stroking the phone screen with his pale and thin fingertips.

"Hey... baby, if you say you're stupid, you still don't believe it, and don't even think about it. If I dare to give you a mobile phone, won't you put something else on it?"

The boy seemed to be talking to himself. What was displayed on the phone was a certain hidden software folder. The rows were all audio recordings, which were automatically saved every three hours, and automatically cleaned up every seven days. This problem was discovered due to a sudden loss of memory.

It took him a whole day to deliver the mobile phone to himself after being detained.

It took another night to listen to all the wiretapped content that fell that night.

Then I saw his name in the address book.

"Dear husband~"

The young man was lying on his back on the bed, with one arm in front of his eyes to block the glare of the incandescent light, and the other slender white fingers clenched the phone tightly and crushed it.

After coming out of the game, his strength has also increased a lot, not to mention that this phone has been specially encrypted.

It is guaranteed that there is no way for anyone to recover.

Because in the text message on that phone, there was a sentence that was edited but never sent.

"I'll be waiting for you in the next world."

The day after Si Kang returned home, he heard the news of Su Yiyang's suicide.

Everyone was happy, but he was very confused, guessing what the guy said yesterday.

Until one day, when he was going out, he was rear-ended in a car accident and died.

When he opened his eyes again, the young man felt that his vision was pitch black, but a strange nursery rhyme sounded in his ears:

"Make a doll from a living person, look at him with a smile, doll, doll..."

The song was finally sung.

The young man looked at the three people standing behind the seat, counting him, two men and two women, he seemed to have seen those two girls before.

memory.

It all seems to be unraveled.

A trembling female voice came from the opposite side: "What to do, Jiujiu, I'm a little scared."

(End of this chapter)